This question needs to be answered carefully, and whether it is good or bad may be within a sentence.

Xining thought about it and said, "He is not as good as Jack."

"Puff~" Mo Ming: "Is this your good answer?"

Davis turned his head inadvertently: "What's wrong with him?"

Nothing is good, it's just a scum!

Xining said calmly: "It's not as tall as Jack, it's not as masculine as him." Anyway, Jack's type must be much better than that scum.

In Davis's eyes, she should have become a woman who wants pleasure and abandons her husband.

Davis picked up the pen and twisted it around his fingers, his eyes turned from the pen to her face, and his attitude seemed to be much colder: "It seems that he is suitable for you."

"Yes!" Xining said shamelessly: "He is rough on the outside and soft on the inside. I will have children in the future. Where can I find a man who can take care of children and let me get out of work? So he is very suitable for me."

These two days, Jack sent Casey to kindergarten. I believe many people have seen him. Lieutenant Colonel, you don’t seem to be taking care of children, and the boss is a career-oriented person, so you should find someone else.

Davis sighed inadvertently: "Okay, I'm still busy, you can go out first."

She stood up and saluted unstandardly: "Yes, sir." She walked out calmly.

After closing the door, the captain was still standing in the corridor outside waiting. Seeing her coming out, although her expression was natural, she could not hide her flattery: "How are you talking to the lieutenant colonel?"

Xining smiled and said, "It's very pleasant. Take me to the place where I work first!"

The lieutenant colonel will definitely not want a woman who is greedy for pleasure, throws her husband away, and runs away with her lover.

The hospital is located in District 2, which is the place where the wounded are rescued. All the rooms there are embezzled and become wards. In one room, there is another bed in the middle, which can sleep with three patients.

The captain took her to the front room, where except for a bed, there was a row of tables placed against the wall, with gauze, alcohol, cotton, and the most basic medicines on it.

"You are just watching these things here. If someone comes to collect them, register them. Because of the shortage of supplies, there is a limited supply every day. So those who come will hold a note in their hands. If there is no note, don't give it. If you insist on getting it, go to the door and shout, there are soldiers standing guard and patrolling there." The captain finished his work request and was about to leave, Xining stopped him.

"Captain, how do you apply for death of a missing person? Are there any conditions?"

The captain's eyes were a little strange. It turned out that she was a smart person. After her husband died, she was free and could get married openly. Even if she found someone in the future and was sure that the person was still alive, according to the current law, the previous marriage was still invalid. After all, the person has been missing for so long, according to the law, the marriage has become invalid.

He immediately said: "According to the special bill, you can apply for it as long as you disappear for more than six months. Post a missing person notice online. If there is no news for half a month, and then enter the next process, the entire process will take about one month, and twenty days will be enough if it is soon. Do you need an application form?"

Xining nodded: "Required, thank you!"

The captain was indeed fast. Within ten minutes after leaving, he brought the application form. He asked her to fill it out and took it away, and said that the next thing would be handed over to him.

So attentive. If he knew that Lieutenant Colonel had no intention of her, she planned to marry Jack after the death result was approved.

The next thing was to sit and wait, and someone came to collect supplies with a stick.

It seems that I plan to raise her, and this life is really relaxing and leisurely.

Xining sat there, yawning all the time. In the past hour, she came alone to get some bandages, but there was no other ghost at the other time.

The nurses outside were busy, with so many wounded people who needed rounds, care, dressings, and temperature measurements... and she yawned here and did nothing.

But she couldn't leave. There were so many "important" supplies here. What if no one saw them? I could only stay here, letting the wounded cry and howl, crying and crying out the nurses from time to time.

Lunch was delivered, and each person had a job set meal. There were fried chicken chops, vegetables, beans, rice, and a soup.

After eating, I wiped my mouth and continued to sit on a chair and waited for someone to come. Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

"Oh, hey~" She was pushed to wake up, and quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with her back, and saw clearly the person coming: "Oh, Captain, what's the matter?"

The captain's face was obviously different from that in the morning. He threw her a set of work clothes and a white coat: "There is no manpower outside, so I will transfer you outside first."

After changing into her clothes and putting on a white coat, she asked, "What are you doing outside?"

"You are an emergency department doctor, come and ask me? Do whatever you need to do." The captain raised his head, threw down these words and left.

It seems that I know... I raised my eyebrows and pointed my finger at a nurse who had just come out of the ward: "Hey, come here."

When I learned that she was a new emergency surgeon, the nurse took her to round and introduced the situation here.

"At present, there are more than 2,400 patients, more than 300 high-risk patients, and more than 500 intermediate-risk patients. There are basically ordinary patients and below the intermediate-risk areas, about 1,800 people." The nurse walked past the rooms and ran into someone calling her inside, so she went in to check it.

Logically, they should check one by one, but there are too many wounded soldiers here. There are only about 30 nurses in total, which is equivalent to one person taking care of twenty wards. Basically, there are gunshot wounds and contusions. It takes more than half a day just by changing the dressing and checking the wound healing. Some of them have to take care of their food, drink, defecation and urination every day.

There are only a dozen doctors in total, and that is, one person has to take care of forty wards.

There is really not enough manpower, and it is...

"Not good, come here, doctor, he can't do it!" An urgent cry came from a room.

A doctor on duty ran over. After a while, two strong male nurses with strong backs and waists came in with a stretcher, carried the person out, and quickly carried him to the operating room prepared beside him.

An operating table will be set up every once in a distance, and there will be a temporary morgue. If you die on the operating table, you will directly carry it to the morgue next to it to free up the operating room.

The body would be carried on a blood-stained stretcher and carried away like this, not to mention the national flag, there was not even a piece of cloth. As for where to lift it, whether it was burned or what, no one dared to think about it. Everything is possible now, and it is possible that these dead people will appear in the food they received!
Chapter completed!